I was going to wait until I uploaded my pictures to write this blog, but you know and I know that by the time I do that, a month or two will pass and this entry will never have been written.
After a tumultuous month of extreme lows, my 26th birthday was quickly approaching. The trip to Cameron was the only thing I was holding on to, to keep me afloat. And the day finally came.
My birthday started with supervising Ghazi in baking my birthday cake, since all the bakeries were closed by the time we went out to get one. While he baked, I prepared sandwiches for the trip. Before we knew it, it was 4:30. After an hour of sleep, I woke up in a start and hurried through the wee hours in the morning to get ready for the trip.
The group met up at Mahboub in Bangsar for a quick breakfast before attempting the winding three hour drive up to Cameron Highlands. Since we already had our breakfast, Ghazi held the cake in his lap for the journey, occasionally licking his fingers from having accidentally touched the cake in sleep. Poor guy.
The scenery became green and the air began to cool. We had left the city far behind us. I remembered thinking how long it had been since I've breathed in fresh air and lingered in a comfortable cool atmosphere. With just that in mind, each muscle in my body felt at ease and my mind nestled into a peaceful haven.
I enjoyed every minute of the trip - joking with friends, eating good food and spending much needed time with Ghazi. And ohhhhhhh, the fooood! The strawberry scones were to die for! Not to mention the deep fried oyster mushrooms! Yummmmm, I would go there again just for that.
As the trip came to a close and we made our way down, I was somewhat saddened to leave. The weekend was a truly idyllic one for me. You have not seen the last of me Cameron!
Now I'm back in the office and have already seen glimpses of reality that I escaped from over the weekend. But, that's life, eh?
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